Prompt Writes: Bud

Crocus bud
Nubile wisp
Seeking light
Finding cold mantle
And hesitating
Just below
Before bursting
Past snow
Past ice
As courage
softly leads
Sweet elegance
To wilting,
Bitter death.
Alas! Mourn
This crocus
A spring
Harbinger wasted


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Annie Jeffries said...

Deeply touching, Au. Mourn the gentle crocus. said...

I admire the gentle crocus all the more for its efforts. Beautiful poem and photography. Thanks for sharing! said...

Please check out this Monday's prompt: love.